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We arranged ourselves to Ellis’ satisfaction. I let my hands rest next to my thighs. I had two sexy men hovering over my naked body. Damn, I was fucking lucky.
But I needed to pretend to be interested in visualizing my magic or whatever we were supposed to be doing. “Okay, what now?” Hopefully Shane wouldn’t notice the precum oozing out of my slit.
Ellis put his hand on the right side of my chest. “Close your eyes.” Another hand, Shane’s I was sure, rested on my left pec. If he moved it half an inch more, it would be on my nipple. I willed myself not to wiggle.
“Rory, can you feel our connections? We’re touching you where they emerge from your magic wheel.”
I scrunched up my face in faux concentration. “What kind of wheel? Do all of our wheels join together to make a tricycle?”
Ellis, I was absolutely certain, was silently cursing me.
But Shane chuckled. “He means your magical core. The well of magic inside you, but it spins and looks like a wheel for those of us who can see it.”
“Ohh. Got it.” My dick was rapidly losing interest in this conversation, but Shane wasn’t tense anymore.
Shane’s other hand landed on my thigh. Oh, hell, yeah! Now we were talking.
But I was supposed to be visualizing the magic. Right. I scrunched my forehead again so they’d know I was trying. “Okay. So if your hands are where the connections are coming out of my chest—hey, does it look like the creature fromAliens?” I lifted my hands and curled them into little alien heads.
“Rory!” Ellis sounded scandalized. “This is serious!” He grabbed my right hand and held it. Well, I was okay with that too.
“Fine.” I let my left hand fall onto Shane’s knee. He was sitting cross-legged facing me. “Your hands are on our connections, so the magic wheel is right beneath them?”
“Yes,” Ellis gritted out. “Try to relax and let your mind follow the path from our hands into your body.”
Shane patted my thigh. My dick twitched and I wished he would move his hand a little higher. “Think of it like an electrical connection. You’ve got the power source in your chest, and the electrical current is moving in and out through where our hands are.”
“Huh.” I wasn’t sure electricity went in both directions, but the description itself sounded logical. I focused on how warm their hands were on my skin, then I followed that warmth down—“Holy fuck!” I grabbed Ellis and Shane’s hands on my chest, and I pulled my knees up in an instinctive need to... protect the magic? Who knew.
It was beautiful. A spinning wheel of bright sparks. I might not be able to see the connections when they were outside my body, but I could damn sure see them here. I had several, including two super huge ones I knew were Shane and Ellis. I even knew which was which.
“Wow. This is amazing. Um, when we bond, then do the connections just get stronger? No, wait. The compendium said something about pooling our magic?” Even now my magic looked like it was trying to climb the connections to Shane and Ellis like Tarzan on a couple of vines. I guessed the consent part was taken care of.
I’d dislodged Shane’s hand from my thigh when I’d curled my body up, but now he put it back on my knee. “Yes. We’ll each see our magic wheels exactly where they are now, but they’ll look bigger and brighter, with all of our connections shared among the three of us. We won’t see the connections between the three of us anymore, because our magic is already combined.”
“Got it.” I straightened my legs. Shane let his hand slide back up to my thigh. Yes! Reluctantly—because I could’ve stared at my magic wheel for a couple more hours—I opened my eyes.
Shane and Ellis smiled down at me. I felt their affection—love? It was getting close—through our joined hands on my chest. Through our connections.
It wasn’t enough. I wanted, needed to be bonded. To share our magic, our souls. I pushed my want/need/lust out toward their magical wheels.
I lifted their hands to my mouth, but I needed more. “Kiss me.”
I had to let go of their hands so they could move, so I spread my arms out, waiting for Shane and Ellis to fill them.
Ellis pulled his glasses off and tossed them toward the nightstand. “Anytime.” He leaned down and took my mouth. My eyes closed, but I reached out for Shane—we needed him too.
This time there was no hesitation. He slid down to lie beside me, pressing his body against mine. He was still wearing his boxers, but they were damp with precum and he was hard, so hard. I moaned and tore my mouth from Ellis’ so I could see Shane’s hot gaze.
But he was doing more than just looking. He’d put his hand on Ellis’ back and was urging him to press into me. I gasped when Ellis’ dick slid along mine.
“There you go” Shane stroked Ellis’ flank and drew his fingers through his crease. Ellis shuddered against me, And I could swear I felt Shane’s fingers on me. I was a big fan of this feedback loop.
Shane leaned away again and once more I had to break off from Ellis’ kiss to see what he was doing. This time he was reaching over to open the drawer in the nightstand.
“I've been tested recently.” I didn't want anything between us, and I didn't want to risk condoms impacting the success of our bonding.
Ellis smiled down at me. “Shane and I are good to go as well.”
